Regretfully, I’ve been unable to dig out the “Ghostly Galleon” from her sandy past but thought about it quite a bit and realized that she never ceased to haunt me. I discovered that the galleon I wrote about in school was the same one that resurfaced many years later in the form of an emerald-green ship. The poem is still a work-in-progress; it has been for ages and I just don’t seem to be able to pin it down. I guess it’s the galleon and her knack for playing games with my mind.
Here are a few lines from the original "Ghostly Galleon" (with a lot of effort in recollection) but sadly, that’s all I have for the moment.
Here are a few lines from the original "Ghostly Galleon" (with a lot of effort in recollection) but sadly, that’s all I have for the moment.
‘Queen of the seas’ – a line I’d never use today (it’s cliché)
‘Sails aflutter’ – she had huge flapping sails (she may have been a ‘dark’ pirate ship)
‘The voices of my education warn me not to’ – I knew I was being tempted and played it safe; I would have had to die to sail with her; a complete no, no.
The poem was printed in the school magazine, The Jacobean.
I have always been drawn to poems about ships, particularly ghost ships!
ReplyDeleteThanks for commenting, Darla! Here's a link to a wonderful poem about a Ghost ship by Robert Crawford (if you have not read it already) -
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